[Intro: Rampage & Busta Rhymes]
Yeah (Uh)
The Rulership (Word)
Anarchy, niggas (Yeah, yeah)
Spliff Starr (Spliff Starr)
Bus-A-Bus (Bus-A-Bus)
Roc Marc' (Roc Marc')
Rah Digga (Rah Digga)
Baby Sham (Baby Sham)
Rampage (Rampage)
Yeah (Ha-hah)
Another voyage, nigga (Another one)
One, two, three, c'mon
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
(Here we go again) Y'all niggas know we have to give it to ya
(Here we go again) Now feel this banger while it's runnin' through ya
(Here we go again) We come to hit y'all with that nigga music
(Here we go again) More shit for y'all go 'head and drug abuse it
(Here we go again) Now watch the way we always blow the spot
(Here we go again) We fuck shit up and take the shit you got
(Here we go again) Flipmode, you know we always bring it (What?)
Bring it (What?)
Bring it (What?)
Bring it (What?)
Bring it
[Verse 1: Rampage & Roc Marciano]
I'm a real wise guy (Uh), you can't fuck with me (Me)
You could catch a quick bullet (Uh) like Brandon Lee (Lee)
Carry my squad on my back (Huh) like a MPV (V)
I got a sick catalog that's banned from TV (V)
Charge your whole squad (Hah), a hundred CC's (C's)
Straight from the streets (Hah), learn from OG's (G's) (Uh)
Rocks ain't nothin' (Uh), my jewels is deep freeze (Freeze, uh)
Blood, sweat, and tears, gotta stack the cheese (Cheese)
(Oh, yeah, what?)
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
They don't – wanna see me 20 pounds heavier on the cellular (Yeah, uh)
They wanna see me shot and bellied up
I tell you what (Y'all see?)
When I'm (Uh) switching my whips, I bury one
Walk around in the streets with heavy guns
Bust it (Uh), marinate in yourself, sauce
A couple shells to dry you out to a pale horse
Smashin' your image, take it back to when crack was invented (Uh)
Scratching my d-dick, plus be the rapper to liquid
[Interlude: Busta Rhymes]
Spliff Starr
Rampage
Rah Digga
Roc Marc'
Baby Sham
Busta Rhymes
DJ Scratchator
(Flipmode Squad!)
Muthafucker
What y'all niggas want?
Yeah, you know we always gonna give it to you
(Hardcore!)
[Verse 3: Spliff Starr]
I double drop-kick niggas, run around evict niggas
Give it to you full blown, like H.I.V. sick niggas
Act like you know, B, I watch you die slowly (Yeah)
Tap that chin like Charles did to Kobe
Was a blood spillin' – smack a faggot from the village
Steam boil cabbage and hurt your momma feelings (Wah-cha!)
Run you off the court ,defeat you at your sport
Split, pop, and twist niggas like Moët corks
[Verse 4: Baby Sham]
What now?
Hardcore sounds (Uh), we snatch crowns (Yeah)
Too much mouth, get layed down
We clear crowds (Yeah), send a large threat (What?)
What you expect? (Uh)
For me to get rich, nigga (Yeah) and blow off my set? (Uh-huh)
Never that
I'ma rep Flipmode 'til the sky's black
Turn it to the max (Uh) and hear how we murdered this track
(Do you feel me, dogs?)
Six blocks, 96 buildings
Brick walls, still push raw 'cause I'm the source
[Verse 5: Rah Digga]
Now, now, make noise one time for the tight little swinger
Posin' in flicks, sticking up my middle finger
Everybody tryin' to get they little shine these days
Make a bitch cold flip back to my grimy ways (Hah)
Ball in my court (Hah), those who lack sport (Hah)
Tear they (Huh) ass to the root without the Black Thought
Comin' on the scene thinking you the Don Juan
Type crimes have you pissin' all in your Sean John (Hah)
[Verse 6: Busta Rhymes]
(Here we go now)
Now what the fuck y'all niggas want?
And how we blow, and give you all exactly what you want?
See (Flipmode is the squad!)
Whatever niggas wanna try
We smash you in your face
And make it black around your eye (We 'bout to wreck it, no doubt)
I'm 'bout to hit y'all with some shit that make you (Bug the fuck out)
And make y'all niggas get real arrogant and (Thug the fuck out)
And every time we in the spot –
We always smash shit and make y'all niggas (Bust a slug out!)
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
(Here we go again) Y'all niggas know we had to give it to ya
(Here we go again) Now feel this banger while it's runnin' through ya
(Here we go again) We come to hit y'all with that nigga music
(Here we go again) More shit for y'all go 'head and drug abuse it
(Here we go again) Now watch the way we always blow the spot
(Ay – here we go again) We fuck shit up and take the shit you got
(Here we go again) Flipmode, you know we always bring it (What?)
Bring it (What?)
Bring it (What?)
Bring it (What?)
Bring it
[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Hah
Flipmode – new album, Labor Day, 2000
Fuckers
The Rulership LP
Flipmode Squad
Unstoppable
Cut this shit off, cut it off
